I watched a movie about the grandfather of BDSM stories Marquis de Sade and the avatar is from the movie Quills which is based Marquis de Sade played by Geffory Rush and he is trying to seduce the washer maid Madeline who is played by Kate Winslet. My profile background is an image from a movie written by de Sade called 120 days of Sodom aka Salo.

I am wondering why I never picked this series up before when it was popular. It was just that I went to a thrift store and saw The Hunger Games for $3 and it started from there. Really enjoying the story and now I am about to read Mockingjay on Monday. :)

I was having a messy break up with Mr Jaune.Anyway two months after breaking up I wanted attention, I wanted to feel sexy and I hooked up with another guy. I was happy with the attention, I was happy with the sex but I didn't have the emotional connection. I did it out of spite and to be frank I regret doing it. Even more so because I told Mr Jaune about it.

I got back with Mr Jaune and I sometimes see the guy around town. We ignore each other.

When they are on your mind constantly. All you do is talk about them to your friends or family non stop.You over look their flaws and think they are perfect.Seeing a text or their name flash up on your cell and you feel butterflies or extremely happy to hear from them.Just being around them makes you feel happy and content.

Mr Jaune coaxed me to do it. He got over excited and used it as a prefered method until I told him no more. Now he wonders why we can not get pregnant as my most fertile years was taken by having him stick his dick up my arse.

Today I had the wonderful pleasure of hearing my ex lover walk past me. I was at a cafe with Mr Jaune and the next thing I heard was familiar children's voices (my ex lover was a "single" dad) walk past. I had my back turned to them and the next thing I heard my ex lover going off at one of the kids. I know that he saw me as I caught him looking from the reflection of a mirror when I glanced at it. I laughed and didn't tell Mr Jaune why.

Have any of you guys walked past or been in the same vicinity of an ex lover? What was your reactions?

All I can get from that is if you were such a university graduate why didn't you just use the "enter" button to make space for your paragraphs? I got a bit of an eye strain trying to follow what you wrote and in the end it just seemed like nonsense.

I lost my faith when my mother died. It opened my eyes how religion is a whole lot of nonsense especially the three main ones which are at logger heads and the many rules and contradictions. As for death I am just going to say there is nothing, our brain ceases to stop working. Like when you go for an operation, we blank out and then we are waken hours later with no memory of what happened between falling a sleep and being awake.